Ren Qing watched as the opossum's body swelled in the blink of an eye.
Its fur receded, and its appearance grew increasingly human, though it ultimately remained half-human and half-rat, with beast claws for hands and feet.
The ratman Wang San'er charged at Ren Qing, yet his face held not the slightest killing intent. Fear dominated it instead.
Frowning, Ren Qing swung his saber and severed Wang San'er's head.
The gaunt man in the cell immediately lost all signs of life. His corpse was absorbed by Abhidi Hell itself, as though he had never existed.
Expressionless, Ren Qing swept his gaze around before turning to leave.
Yet the instant he vanished around the corner, a throwing knife flew into the Blood Vessel Bars and plunged straight into the shadows in the corner.
A rat's squeal rang out.
The hidden opossum pressed itself against the wall, endlessly begging for mercy.
Under Wang San'er's terrified gaze, Ren Qing used the Great Miao Saber to cut through the Blood Vessel Bars and stepped into the cell.
Wang San'er was scared out of his wits. In order to speak human words, the opossum body gradually transformed into human form.
Yet his rodent features became even more pronounced, leaving him barely different from a rat.
Wang San'er fell to his knees and repeatedly kowtowed, muttering, "My lord, please be magnanimous and spare this lowly one's life..."
Ren Qing laid the Great Miao Saber against Wang San'er's neck and asked with an odd expression, "What does your Art do? Tell me."
"Ah?"
Wang San'er froze, then felt pain at his neck as blood slowly flowed out.
He hurriedly said, "My lord, this Art is useless. It can only divide my own flesh and blood into rat bodies, letting me cling to life."
"Can your soul be